"Oh, you're back." Cherie greeted Calais as usual, but she saw Calais walk straight in front of her.

"What are you going to do?" Cherie was a little frightened, and Calais's hand was already on her shoulder.

Cherie struggled hard, grabbed Calais's arm with both hands, but couldn't shake it, her face was full of horror, and she didn't know what Calais was going to do to her.

"Huh?" Suddenly, an electric current flowed through Cherry's body, and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and Cherie couldn't help but moan.

As Calais let go of her hand, Cherie collapsed to the ground.

"Are you going to die?" Cherie, who fell to the ground, looked at Calais unwillingly, her eyes were full of attachment and longing for the world, but just when she thought she was going to die, she heard Calais's discordant things.

"Let's go, don't lie on your stomach." Calais had reached the door, and his figure was about to disappear.

"By the way, Levi is now at the Tarakli Army Hospital." As soon as the words fell, the door of the training room was closed, and Calais had already left, leaving only Cherie with a blank face.

"What's going on? Am I not dead? Cherie looked at her body in confusion, and suddenly noticed that her body had an extra familiar feeling.

The feeling was so comfortable that she almost screamed, and the power in place was returning!

Cherie felt that the muscles and veins that she had blocked for many years were instantly unblocked, and the feeling of being stuck in her throat disappeared, and her qi and blood were gradually accelerating.

"Is this it, did Calais let himself go?" More than a month of confinement and doing nothing every day made Cherie annoyed, but the sudden freedom made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Cherie laughed at herself for being really cheap and liking this kind of life, and left the place where she had lived for more than a month.

One last glance at the training room, Cherie slowly closed the door.

The matter of enlightenment has been solved, it can be said that a major problem has been eradicated, and Calais's life has returned to normal with the elimination of enlightenment.

Magnolia confirmed her itinerary, and three days later, stepped aboard the returning ship of Fryde.

As a day to accompany Magnolia in the last few days, Calais also rarely let go of cultivation and accompanied Magnolia to where she wanted to go.

Magnolia was also very considerate, and Calais still had classes, so she didn't let Calais accompany her too far, just a few times around Tarakli's neighborhood.

Magnolia had a lot of fun, not because it was fun, but because she was surrounded by people she loved, full of happiness.

Looking at Magnolia's smile, Calais did not hesitate to watch her other side, although it was different from before, but it was still so naughty and cute.

It's also fierce when you're angry!

This is the most real Magnolia, a complete girl with all the expressions, unreservedly blooming in front of Calais, dizzying.

This is also the most fortunate thing for Calais.

Soon, the short time of companionship was over, and Magnolia stepped on the ship back to Fryde.

Calais came to the dry harbor to see Magnolia off.

After today, the two of them are separated from each other again.

"Hmph, I'm a little reluctant to let you go." Holding Calais, Magnolia frowned in Calais's arms, and said with a little dissatisfaction and a little reluctance.

Calais didn't say anything, just hugged her quietly.

Magnolia was not on a passenger ship, but on a military destroyer, and the vice admiral traveled and fought differently.

The whole ship was waiting for Magnolia to board the ship, but they didn't dare to say anything, and the crew could only hide quietly from the side of the ship and secretly observe.

The two of them stood here in hugs and ignored others, whispering love words.

"No, that man is actually holding the lieutenant general, this is big news." A crew member hid to the sidelines, secretly observing.

"Come on, if you dare to spread it, I'm afraid you won't be broken by the lieutenant general."

Hearing this, the crew's neck shrunk and a look of fear was revealed.

"Forget it, let's just talk about it, let's not talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, yes." A crew member and a chick pecked at the rice.

After a long time, the two who hugged each other finally separated.

"Remember, you have to answer my newsletter, otherwise." Magnolia pretended to be fierce, waved her small fist, and demonstrated towards Calais.

Nodding, Calais watched Magnolia step onto the destroyer and leave the dry harbor.

Until now, Calais still has an unreal feeling that Magnolia has become his girlfriend, which is really unpredictable.

With Magnolia gone, Calais returns to the same life as before.

It's still hard work, it's still seizing the students' training resources, it's still pointing them out, it's still talking to Davina, it's the same as usual, there's no difference at all.

If there was a difference, it would be Calais's position in the class and the snowflakes that were gradually beginning to fall in the Herm sky.

Winter is about to begin, but light snow is starting to fall from the sky, and the temperature is plummeting, and it is very cold.

A few days after Magnolia left, Levi was gone, and the powerful man of the countermeasures bureau, whom Calais admired, left to find his own path in life.

Many of the fighters are gone, but as Levi's henchman, Cherie stays as the chief of Herm.

That night, Cherie and Levi talked late and no one knew what was said between them.

Things gradually stabilized, and Calais decided to find the original saint's finger bone.

For this phalanx, Calais has not forgotten, although he has not acted, but has been closely watching the whereabouts of the phalanx with the assistance of Butterfly Wing.

Through the vast butterfly wings of the supernatural powers, Calais found the owner of the phalanges with a license plate and a few faces.

Calais is very concerned about this phalange, and perhaps he can answer for Calais whether the saint exists.

The ambiguous words of the old man in the white boat made Calais think that he must know something, but he did not say it.

A lot of secrets, perhaps like this, have sunk in the long river of history.

Now that the clues have appeared, how can Calais not care?

Following the trail given by Butterfly Wing, Calais came to a low hill on the outskirts of Tarakli.

To the north of Tarakli are hilly areas, with undulating hills and uneven terrain.

Looking down the gentle slope, Calais can clearly see the villas halfway up the mountain.

This is a private villa complex.

After all, a person who can spend a sky-high price to buy a saint's finger bone has a natural strength that cannot be underestimated.

Looking at the scale, it should be a huge family.

There was no background check on them, Calais didn't need such a thing, he never looked at his identity and background, he was unscrupulous.

Wait until it gets dark and act immediately.

The villa complex is very large, and the entire halfway up the mountain is almost completely occupied, and it seems that there is no way to start.

Through Superman's eyes, Calais is like a telescope, seeing everything that can be seen with the naked eye.

In the villa complex, many servants come and go, and occasionally patrolling guards pass by, but there are not many of them.

The servants and guards are dressed in the same standard costume as they are marked, and it is very easy to distinguish from the eye.

There are not many family members, perhaps all in the house, and there is no intention of coming out to breathe.

Calais didn't care, what did it matter to him if they couldn't get out? He didn't come to assassinate either.

I can't feel the breath of a strong man, the position where Calais is standing is too far away from the villa complex, and he is not a radar for the enemy, so it is impossible to sense the breath from a hundred miles away.

Although the villa was large, Calais was able to sense the fluctuations of the Dao on the saint's phalanx and confirm the position of the phalanges.

The fluctuations of the Tao rule moved the heavens and the earth, and the whole body was moved, and the wonderful rhythm emanating from the saint's finger bones had already been remembered by Calais in his brain, and he would not be mistaken.

Soon, night falls and the action begins!

This is not a theft, and Calais is not a theft.

It's going to be a low-key heist!

Prepared with a human skin mask, Calais changed into a black suit and shuttled through the jungle where no one could notice.

He dodged a few outposts, which he could not see during the day, but once he walked in, Calais could clearly feel the corners where the sentry was hidden.

Easily bypassing it, Calais climbed through the wall on one side.

The courtyard was silent, it was not too late, it was not time to rest, but the servants did not walk aimlessly, and the scattered guards were not enough to patrol the entire villa complex all the time.

Perhaps the villa was equipped with life detectors, or perhaps it was the Federation's relatively secure security that made their guards too lax.

This kind of loose defense is even less stressful for Calais, like walking in the yard of one's own house.

Following the location of the road, Calais touched the central area of the villa complex.

As he got closer, Calais naturally felt the breath of a strong man.

It's a half-step.

In the central area of the villa complex, there are two half-step avoidances, located in the most central attic.

I don't know who it is, but just two half-steps of disappearance are not enough to detect Calais's clumsy stealth skills.

The breath of the phalanges is not in the central attic, but on the edge of the central area.

Calais bypassed the central attic and walked along the edge of the wall.

There were very few guards in the central attic, so to speak, none at all, only a few secret sentinels in the corners or on the roof.

In today's advanced technology, it is indeed a bit unbelievable that it is still patrolled by manpower, but this may also be a manifestation of the family's strength.

Finally, Calais stayed next to a small three-story building, looking at the room with the lights on above, which should be his destination.

(End of chapter)